Have you ever gone camping? Camping is one thing that you just wish you could do over and over and over again.
One day Dad said that he and I were going camping with one of his friends. I was so excited that I packed my bag without my mom's help. The next day I was up at about 5.00 in the morning and I was buzzing with excitement. After I woke Dad up and had some breakfast we were off to the supermarket to get some food. We got a pack of muffins that were the size of my head, cookies, steak, bread, trail mix and most importantly a 12-pack of lemonade….not a vege in sight! It took us half an hour at the supermarket. We were done packing the truck and we said goodbye to Mom, Brock and Lila. As kids do, not long into our road trip I got hungry so I nagged and nagged, so dad promised to go through the next drive through to get me some chicken
nuggets. After I had finished my chicken nuggets with the help of dad, he told me about Sam, he told me that he had dune buggies and that there was a river with a swimming hole and a field.
It took a good 3 hours of driving but we were finally there. Dad said that Sam might be swimming and that we better set up. When we were taking a break we heard a rumble it was small at first and then it got louder and louder and louder who could it be? It was Sam! In a dune buggie and it was muddy like really really muddy. It was a dark shade of brown. When he came over he said phe was testing it because he had fixed it.
Later that night Sam told me all the things there was to do like swimming, walking and dune buggy riding. After dinner I had to go to bed but I just couldn't fall asleep I was just too excited. Somehow I managed to go to sleep maybe it was the idyllic river or maybe I was just tired.
The next morning I woke up to a gentle water flow and some birds chirping. Once I got dressed I walked out of the tent Dad said it was 10.00. So maybe I was tired.
The next few days were full of swimming, really dusty dune buggy rides, laughter, fun and lots of eating. On the last day when we came back from one last dune buggy ride Dad had already packed the tent and was putting it in the boot with the cooler bin and the chairs. Once we said our goodbyes, we were off and sure enough I was hungry again so Dad said that I could have a muffin. Long story short it took me the whole car ride to eat it. When we got home mom didn't even recognise me because I was covered in dirt and dust and even once she recognized me she wouldn't hug me because I was that dirty.
Have you gone camping? I bet you want to go now.